Look, everyone is running away! That's right! It's biological instinct! You were so badly injured... You almost died! Shouldn't you run away? You are no longer the 'Kaito King'! You are just an ordinary person who is lucky enough to survive and can be scared! No one will blame you! No one can blame a person who has saved his life from the claws of such a monster for choosing to live!
The reason is so sufficient and the logic is so self-consistent. Fear is legitimate and withdrawal is legitimate.
But his feet seemed to be nailed to the spot by invisible steel nails.
The crowd was still running, bumping into his body that was as solid as a rock, whimpering in dissatisfaction or pushing in panic.
His fingers curled up unconsciously under the dirty blanket, then clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms, causing a sharp, real sting.
Sudden!
There was a hard texture in my hand.
Jiang Yu raised his hand, and the thing in his hand shone fiery red in the sun, with its golden horn standing tall.
The insect meter that he usually clamored to use in the transformation game, the insect meter that had been avoiding him,
This time, the initiative came into the hands of Jiang Yu...
Reader comments
The protagonist is written as if he knows the plot but doesn't understand the contradiction.
The protagonist is written as if he knows the plot but doesn't understand the contradiction.